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Thirst Zoya Kabir Oberoi
Author’s P. O. V.Kabir’s face lost all its colors as he heard the words leave Abhay’s lips; he was expecting to hear a yes at least from Abhay but that is not the case; he knows very well that his friend is anything but a lei r.But hell, at least for once to keep the hope alive, he wanted to hear that Zoya will fall in love with him, that he will have a family of his own, a life where he won’t have to look around when he falls.He just wants that someone to hold him when he is at his lowest.“Let me ring the bell,” Abhay said as he pressed the doorbell a few times.Zoya who was having the entire bed to herself frowned in her sleep when the first time doorbell rang; “ughhh!” Groaning she opened her eyes and walked towards the main door.It was 2 am.“Maybe she is asleep?” Abhay asked Kabir as he threw his head back and laughed.“Or probably she is holding a knife before opening the door at midnight,” Kabir said and at the same time, Zoya opened the door.“Aapki Aamant,” (your treasur
Thirst not raped
Author’s P. O. V.Zoya rolled her eyes; she did not want to deal with him at 2 am; she was sleepy as fuck. Kabir noticed her stiffness but also her tiredness.“Sleepy?” he asked but she did not bother replying to him.She lay on the sofa and covered herself from head to toe but Kabir just came and snatched the blanket off her body.“God, why did you not die in an accident? At least I will be in peace,” she said at his face but came face to face with his red eyes.The hint of loathe and anger in his eyes made her scared as she shifted in her place.“hmm.. no matter what I do you will never love me?” He asked as he came towards her. Zoya gulped as she stared right back into his eyes for the first time in all these days.He wanted to see hope for himself but all he could see was immense anger and hate.Hatred for himself.He held her hair in a grip as her eyes teared up; “ You spoke to him with a smile but with me? I get this anger huh?” He said as he pulled her hair.Zoya closed her eye
Thirst the hope of love
Author’s P. O. V.Yash walked to Sherlin’s room to check up on her and his daughter but when he opened the door to her room it was all dark; he was surprised because she never kept her room all dark because of Aahana.His little girl is scared of the dark.“Sherlin?” He called her name but suddenly he felt someone grab his leg; he was startled at first but then he realized the small and delicate hands of his daughter.A smile made its way to his lips as he sat on his knees before taking her in his arms; loud giggles filled the room as he sussed her and took her out of the room.“Papa…” she said in her baby voice with a big smile on her face; Yash smiled back; his daughter’s eyes were just like Shayra’s.Blue… the blue ones he got lost into.“Happy birthday…” She said and presented a rose to him as he smiled. But it was a paper rose.“Oh, my godddd. This is so beautiful you made it Aahanu?” he asked as she nodded with a proud smile. He was at peace that at least the things Shayra wante
Thirst white death bed
Author’s P. O. V.Kabir opened his eyes but with a building headache; he looked around as he held his ahnd.“Zoya chai,” (tea) he said in his sleepy voice as he held his head in his hands; he heard the clicking of vessel as he looked up.Zoya kept his tea on the side table but something was wrong; he saw white; she was wearing white. The color she hated; the color she never wore in her entire life; she was wearing white.He glanced up only to see her wearing a white salwar kurti with a bandage on her head. He frowned as she walked out of the room; then it clicked to him; last night he striped her out of her clothes, just not clothes but as well as self-respect.He drank the tea in hurry and walked out of the room; his breakfast was lined up on the table like every day but Zoya was not in the kitchen working like every other day.Kabir bite his lip as he looked around for her; he coughed a few times looking around for her; he wihsed to say sorry; he should not have done what he did.Th
Thirst Kabir's wife
Author’s P. O. V.Zoya walked out of the house when she heard the car honking at the main door; she was still wearing white; the driver opened the door for her as she slide into the car; she had covered her face in a way only her eyes were showing.She did not want others to see her smiling, now that Kbair is in the hospital, she needs to act like a perfect bride who is so sad that her husband got hit by a truck.The driver glanced her way once in a while as she calmly sat at the back and enjoyed the drive. No hint of her dress or face showed she was married; she looked more like a widow. Total white outfit.‘If I got lucky and he died at least I don’t need to change, duh’ she thought as the car stopped in front of the hospital.She waited for the driver to open the door as she walked out of the car to the hospital entrance.“Kabir Oberoi?” She asked at the reception; the girl glanced her way. It’s not every day a girl in white asks for Kabir.“And you are?” she asked.“Nia… that’s Ka
Thirst pink pink
Author’s P. O. V. Kabir frowned in his sleep as he heard some blurry voices around him; he tried to open his eyes but failed. Trying once again he opened his eyes but closed them because of the hard light that fell straight on his face. Blinking a few times so his eyes get accustomed to the lights he opened his eyes only to see Abhay smiling back at him. “Hey?” he said as he tried to get up but flinched as the pain in his head and arm made him aware that he was on a bed; looking around he sighted. “Hospital?” he asked Abhay. “Of course dumbass, hospital, who asked you to drive while you had food poisoning?” Abhay asked as he helped kabir sit straight. “Zoya was here the entire night, she just went home a few minutes ago,” He mentioned as Kabir sighed. Now he remembered why he was driving that fierce; because guilt was eating him up. “Didn’t she say why I did not die?” He asked Abhay as the nurse came inside and gave him medicines. “Nope, not at all, in fact, she cried when she
Thirst first day
Author’s P. O. V.“Aahana, you are going to be late like this,” Sheelin said as she quickly packed her bag for the first-day of her school.“Chill out mama,” she said as Sherlin looked at the little devil with a raised eyebrow.“Aahana, it’s 7 am already and you haven’t even eaten—““Stop the Oscar-winning acting you both,” Yash said as he climbed down the stairs, all ready for office in his white suit. Sherlin sighed.“How can you be so calm? It’s her first day of school and she has not even eaten anything yet,” Sherlin said as she pointed at the breakfast that was kept in the same position for an hour but her daughter was not ready to eat anything.“Take a chill pill mom,” The father-daughter duo said before they shared a high-five. Sherlin looked at them with narrowed eyes.“Oops?” Aahana looked at her father who was looking at her with the expression, mama is angry!“Eat! Both of you,” Sherlin said as she kept the plates of omelet with toast in front of them, both of them started
Thirst 3rd standard
Author’s P. O. V.Aahana walked with the teacher to her classroom; soon the bell for morning prayer rang as a lady with a dupatta came inside the classroom and took all the students out.Clueless as she was; Aahana stared at the lady in wonder. taking fast steps with the help of her small feet she stood behind the lady who was not even giving her a glance.“ammm…” Aahana wanted to call her but she did not know how to address the lady. She looked around; everyone was on their way to the playgrounds.Not having any other option left Aahana took the suit corner in her hand and pulled it a few times; the lady turned around as aahana stared at her with her big doe-like eyes.The lady sat on her knees as she looked at Aahana keeping her hand under her chin, “Wh--who are you, little girl?” The lady asked Aahana softly.Aahana did not know what to do, it was not like she did not know how to introduce herself; her mama and papa well-trained her. Also, she was in 3rd standard at the age of 5.S
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